Swooned by her art of seduction, Billionaire Arlan Reef meets and is instantly attracted to a young seductress, Saraya,who turns out to be the only daughter and heiress to Newman's empire. An infamous fashion brand owned by Alex Newman who is also Arlan's business partner and best friend. Will he tame his secret desires or will he go down the path of this fatal seduction? What will happen when Alex finds out about Arlan's bitter betrayal? Can Saraya keep her position as heiress?
View MoreSARAYA'S POV:The room felt heavier with each second that passed. Evan’s eyes blazed with an intensity that made my stomach churn. He wasn’t just angry; he was hurt.I stood slowly, keeping my hands by my sides, palms open in a gesture of calm. My mind raced with different thoughts for a way to fix this, to make him doubt what he thought he saw.“Evan,” I began softly, my voice as steady as I could make it. “You must have misunderstood. It wasn’t me you saw.”His body stiffened, and his lips trembled as though the words he wanted to say were trapped behind a barrier. He balled his fists tightly, and when he finally spoke, his voice cracked, raw and strained.“N-not… m-m-mistake,” he stammered, each word clawing its way out of his throat. “S-saw… you!” His finger shot toward me, shaking with anger. “At… w-w-window!”My breath caught. I could feel the blood drain from my face, but I forced myself to stay calm.“Evan,” I said gently, taking a cautious step forward. “I know you’re upset,
SARAYA'S POV:As Arlan's words, "Someone has seen us," pierced the air, my reverie shattered, and reality slapped me back into awareness. The flutter in my chest, the thrill of our secret moment, instantly disappeared, replaced by a chilling dread. My face twisted with worry, my mind racing with the dreadful possibilities.What if it was my dad, my stepmom, or worse still, Isla? Getting in trouble was the least of my concerns now, but dragging Arlan into the mess was never part of the plan.I swiftly smoothed my dress, my fingers tremble slightly. I hope he doesn't notice. "I'll see you inside," I whispered.Our eyes locked for a fleeting moment, and I saw the mirrored concern etched on Arlan's face.With a deep breath, I watched as Arlan vanished into the sea of guests, his broad shoulders slice through the crowd. I gave him a few minutes' head start before following, my heels clicking on the marble floor.As I entered back into the party, the paparazzi mobbed towards me, holding out
ARLAN'S POV:‘Great’ I roll my eyes, ‘Just what I don't need’ "Mr. Arlan Reef.'' She counts out my name, moving close."So, it's Saraya Newman, isn't it? Don't even answer that, it's a stupid question now." I let out a sigh, releasing the tension off my chest. I took a sip of the wine in my hand, it now tasted unpleasant - like acid, compared to the good taste it had almost an hour ago."Are you mad I wasn't completely honest? When we met, my family was yet to officially introduce me. Fuck it, I hadn't even met them yet. Hilton is my mother's last name that I have been using until I met my father, so technically I didn't lie" She kept her voice low. "And also,” she adds, “ about the other night-""Little Miss." I cut her short, glaring at her in disbelief. How could she even be talking about that night with me now. I opened my mouth to say something, but I was still too stunned to utter another word. The memories of our different encounters came alive in my head. My hand had touch
ARLAN'S POV:I walked in with a ready smile for the camera and my plus one, Matilda, by my side. I sighted my good old friend, Alex, already making his way towards me. "Arlan! Hey man." We embraced like two long lost brothers meeting after a very long time."Matilda," Alex took her hand and kissed the back of her hand, " it's a pleasure meeting you again. I'm glad you've come to came to my party."Matilda smiled at him. "My pleasure.""Matilda!" A lady called out in shock. "Is that you?" She asked and pulled her into a warm hug. "Never thought I would see you here.""Oh my goodness, Tessy. It's been such a long time," Matilda replied all smiles. "Pardon me, gentlemen." She apologized after they broke off the hug, still holding each other hands. "Meet Tessy, my friend from college.""Hi!" Tessy waved at me."Nice to meet you Tessy!" I took her hand and kisses it."If you don't mind, gentlemen. I think I have a lot of catching up to do with my friend." Matilda said as she gently clapp
SARAYA'S POV My lips cracked up in a smile as I opened his message first.There was a loud knock on the door. I immediately got out of bed and hurried to the door wondering who the hell that is. I opened the door and found a young, tall guy about Eighteen years old. He must be Evan—My brother who looks and is behaving... different. An imbecile, I have to reveal. It's no little wonder our father wants me to take over the business. Evan had the mind of a seven year old."Hey there, little guy." That clearly was an irony compared to how tall he towered over me wearing a pair of lenses, but he is my younger brother after all. He wrapped me up in a bear hug and without saying a word, ran off to his room that happened to be opposite mine. Separated by the long lobby.I closed the door and walked back to bed. 'If we had the same mother, would he have turned out different or was my father fated to have an imbecile son?' The thought of a whole different life if my parents had been marrie
SARAYA'S POVI walked into the imposing mansion of my father's home and made my way to the designated meeting room. I knew everyone would be impatiently waiting for me by now. It wasn't my plan to arrive late. I had stopped by the mall to get gifts for my stepmother and granny. "I don't know why you'd bring her here," The shrill voice of an elderly woman, practically yelling came in. That would be my grandmother, Isla, even though I've never seen or heard her speak before but from what I've heard about her. I could tell she was the one speaking."That grumpy old woman." I cussed under my breath and paused at the door. "You should've left her there in America and-""Stop already, mother!." My father cut her words short. I've always been curious to know what he thought about Isla's actions years ago.My mother had told me how Isla had turned down her request of seeing her son even after she had told her she carried his child and that he needed to know about it before he left for coll
ARLAN'S POV:She turned to me, the closeness of our faces inches apart made me want to grab her gently by the neck and savour the sweetness those plump lips have to offer but I held myself back."You really have a way with words." She finally said."Typical of a businessman if you ask me."It was clear she liked to be in control like the wild cats. I'm going to make her my little wild kitty some way anyways.She tipped on her toes and leaned closer to me, "Can't wait to see you again " She whispered and walked out of the dancefloor leaving me standing there with an erected penis."What did she mean by seeing her again? How? Was she baiting me?" I asked myself as several questions ran through my head."Shoot! " I smacked myself on the head - her number, I had forgotten to get it again.My groin hurts. I looked down at my throbbing cock disappointed at how easily aroused I was by her. I made my way out to chase after her. I looked around but she was nowhere to be found. She'd disappeare
SARAYA'S POV:"I'm a businessman," He began, "I can tell just by watching closely. Look, let me show you," He moved closer beside me till our faces were almost touching. "See that Lady over there with a hat that looks like the shape of a monkey's butt?" He lowered his voice "Yeah?" I snickered."She's the ex-wife of Raphael Alou, the infamous Opera Vocalist. Over there is Mr. Richard Wallenstein, he took over his father's business years ago and is doing well. And as you can see," He extended a hand outwardly "Everybody is either standing next to someone or talking to someone. In short, everybody knows somebody here. Except for you." He turned his face to me.I felt his gaze burning deep into my skin, I turned too. "How can you presume so?" I asked in an almost whisper."I can tell from the look in your eyes. You look...alone. Why should a beautiful woman like yourself be all alone at a party?" He brushed some strands of hair away from my face. I cupped his chin with my hand and ask
(Sydney, Australia.)ARLAN POV:The party air was heavy and stifling with hollow laughter and shallow formalities and little expression of any real amusement, at least from my end.The conversations about trivial business talks intrigued me only a little. I've already had a stressful day at the company and I'm certain that I do not need anymore of it. My cheeks are starting to hurt from the forced smiling I had to do whenever I got noticed by someone that I may or may not be acquainted with.I took a gulp of the cold glass of champagne, my third glass already, to keep my throat warm ahead of the conversations I might have soon. I checked my phone like I have been doing for the past thirty minutes, and pretended to be busy on it whenever anyone tried to approach me as I wasn't ready for another conversation."The balcony!" I remembered, an open escape from the stifling atmosphere. I glanced around the room over my shoulders making sure no one would try to rope me again into an insipid
Warning: 18+ only. This book contains age gap erotica and hardcore steamy taboo. If you're not up to 18 or sensitive to contents like this, I advise not to read further. But if you're not,then get ready for a naughty, intriguing and fun read. __________________________________ She slowly leans forward,her weight supported with a hand on the table.Her eyes looking into mine, not flickering, just slowly battering up, and then down. Was she trying to read my thoughts? Was it a dare? "You should take a careful look at it" She says, her voice low, soft and coaxing. My throat bobbed with a hard swallow. My guts failed me. This is what I've ever dreamed about since I met her, to have her this close to me, alone in a room. I turn my gaze to the file on the table, but her finger brush under my chin, lifting it with a gentle deliberate touch that even I could not help but oblige till our faces were close enough for me to feel the warmth of her breath. "Not now big guy." She says. Tens...
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